“But it’s Monday,” Maga said.
“I know, but I’m going to a birthday party tomorrow and I’m not sure how late it’ll go and I didn’t want to miss our weekly chat.”
“Oh, well thank you for calling tonight.”
We spoke about the usual things (the weather, my siblings, my travels), when something obvious occurred to me.
“Maga, do you realize we overlap states?”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, you went to college in MA. I live here now. You were born in NJ. I went to high school there. Your name is Virginia. I went to college at JMU in Virginia.”
“Why you’re right. My goodness.”
Her genes criss-cross my insides while her travels/earlier life criss-cross my exterior path.
Abigail Mumford 